The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 75 The Familiar Silk Handkerchief
Ye Feiwan didn't hesitate at all, and ran straight to Quyan's bedroom.

According to Feng Ning's words, he must have come prepared tonight, he has the emperor's token on his body, he can search in and out of the harem, and his target must be Qu Yan's bedroom.

And she can only pray that Feng Qing is not at Qu Yan's place, and that in any place, she can cover it up with "the idle king has always been rude", but Qu Yan can't.

The footsteps were fast, and the golden steps on his body hit his cheeks, causing slight pain.

She didn't care either, the front was Qu Yan's bedroom, she was no stranger to it, Ye Feiwan raised his foot to go forward, but stopped when he passed a courtyard, there seemed to be slight movement inside.

She frowned, her heart was throbbing violently, the courtyard was next to Quyan's bedroom, it was not small, and there were some sundries in it, it was pitch black at the moment, with no light or shadow to be seen.

Ye Feiwan walked in a few steps.

The movement in the house disappeared almost immediately, as if no one had ever appeared.

Her hands clenched into fists unconsciously, this place is outside Quyan's bedroom.

But... She clearly reminded Feng Qing that if she came to see that scene in person, she would definitely not be able to bear it, it seemed that just thinking about it made her heart twitch.

She held on and barely walked to the door, but there was no movement inside.

"Squeak..." The door of the room, which had been empty for a long time, slowly opened with a creaking sound.

As soon as Ye Feiwan walked in, he immediately felt a dark shadow flash in front of him, and a cold silver dagger was already lying on his neck: "Who?" The man's voice was cold and serious.

Familiar voice, Feng Qing.

Not knowing whether it was laxity or nervousness in her heart, she hesitated for a long time before responding: "Me."

But beside him, there was no more movement.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, ignored the dagger around his neck, and turned his head slowly. Almost immediately, a figure fell down on his body. The figure seemed to relax suddenly, with his arm hanging limply on her forearm, leaning against her shoulder, breathing heavily and burning hot.

"My lord?" Ye Feiwan shook his shoulders, "Feng Qing? Feng Qing?"

But the person on the shoulder didn't move.

But she felt sticky on her arm. She froze, quickly put Feng Qing on the ground, and pulled off his wide sleeve. On the arm, he had scratched a few wounds, which were bleeding out at the moment.

Did he... realize that he was drugged?
Ye Feiwan's eyes were full of complexities.

The strength of the medicine quickly surged up again, his teeth were clenched tightly, cold sweat covered his forehead, and he endured the extreme pain.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly, for a long time, took out a silk handkerchief from his cuff, and wanted to wipe the blood on his arm, but he just swung it away: "Who are you?" He asked, his voice hoarse.

The silk handkerchief fell aside.

Ye Feiwan glanced at the silk handkerchief on the ground, picked it up quietly, looked at it for a long time, and then asked in a low voice, "Who do you want me to be?"

"..." Feng Qing was silent again, he seemed to be struggling to suppress the heat in his heart, "Go and send someone to send this king back to the mansion."

go home.

Ye Feiwan looked at him: "What are you doing back home?" She pushed him hard this time, seeing him lying there leaning against the wall, took his arm with her hand, and wiped the blood that came out.

The silk handkerchief was soon stained red with blood.

"..." Feng Qing didn't speak any more, just watched her movements, breathing more and more heavily, under the faint moonlight outside the window, his consciousness became more and more unclear, and his eyes were blurred.

The medicine in his medicine is not light, thinking about it, Feng Ning originally planned to blow Feng Qing to the ground in one fell swoop, he probably didn't expect Ye Feiwan to notice it, let alone that Feng Qing could be so patient.

"You're hurt deeply," the silk handkerchief would soon be unusable, Ye Feiwan threw it aside, his voice was forced to be calm, and he turned his head to look outside the door, "Can you still stand up?"

"..." Feng Qing still didn't respond.

Ye Feiwan sighed softly, she didn't let her see that he and Qu Yan were in the same room, it was God's pity on her, let's be a good person today.I'm afraid he's going to spend the night in an ice bath tonight.

She bent down, supported his arm, put it on her shoulder, and wanted to stand up, but overestimated her own strength and underestimated Feng Qing.

He usually looks slender and clean, but he never thought that under the baggy white robe, the almost perfect texture is so heavy.Until a few drops of sweat dripped from the forehead, she finally managed to stand up.

But the moment Feng Qing took a step, his body sank, and he was about to fall down again.

Ye Feiwan panicked and grabbed his skirt in a hurry, but only had time to pull away the robe in front of him, and a silk handkerchief fluttered down.

Outside the window, the moonlight was just right, and Feng Qing had fallen to the ground.

Ye Feiwan didn't notice anything, just stared at the silk handkerchief.

very familiar.

After a long time, she reluctantly stepped forward and took the silk handkerchief in her hand. On the lower right corner of the silk handkerchief, there was a small orchid embroidered on it. The stitches were unskilled, and even a bit jerky. The one for Nanmo is good.

This was embroidered by her, and it disappeared after she embroidered it. After searching for it for many days, she couldn't find it.

When Shao Yao asked if the prince took it, she denied it without thinking, and only said that Feng Qing was not such a person.

But right now, the silk handkerchief clearly fell from him, and he really took it back then!

But... why?
She looked at the man lying there with a complicated expression. His face seemed to be flushed, and he looked extremely uncomfortable. His eyes were slightly squinted, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

Obviously he should look embarrassed, but in his eyebrows and eyes, people can only see a bit of soul-stirring handsomeness.

The hand holding the silk handkerchief was clenched into a fist unconsciously. She stared at the man for a long time, and asked through gritted teeth, "Feng Qing, what exactly do you want to do!"

He obviously didn't mean anything to her, yet he did misleading things several times.

Now, he even did the most contemptuous thing of stealing her little things!
In front of him, Feng Qing finally seemed to have some reaction. He turned his head, but did not raise his eyes. He only saw the handkerchief in her hand, and said hoarsely, "...give it back to me."

Ye Feiwan's head went crazy, and he kept a close eye on him.

Outside the door, there seemed to be a sound of footsteps, and then, a group of people ran towards Qu Yan's bedroom with torches.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes, and if she went out at this moment, she was afraid that she would bump into Feng Ning, and she couldn't explain why Feng Qing appeared here. Looking at Feng Qing in front of her, she finally bowed her head suddenly, just like in her previous life, She held his cheeks and kissed them.

Feng Qing let out a muffled snort, and then forced a reaction, trying to separate her: "Who are you..." He murmured.

Ye Feiwan didn't respond, pulled his hand down, and kissed him again. After rebirth, for the first time, she treated him as unscrupulously as in her previous life.

Familiar aroma.

Feng Qing squinted her eyes, and felt this inexplicable tenderness in a haze, very familiar, very much like...the ones she had had in the past.

Fascinating.

This time, he didn't refuse again, and asked for it more enthusiastically than before.

"Prince, the imperial concubine is not in the palace, and King Jingyuan can't be found." The voice of the guard came from outside.

"Hmph, that's really the case," Feng Ning's voice was full of evil, "Give me a careful search around here, if I can't find anyone, come and see me!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)